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reached Moat Farm, near which we were for 
the first and only time treated as trespassers* 
Our ball had come to a st op in the middle of a 
small meadow, and the owner, rushing up, 
asked what we were doing on his premises ! 
Our reply being that we were playing golf, he 
said he must request us to go away as quickly 
as possible. Fortunately a capital brassie 
shot into a rough wheat-field took us on to 
another farm, and peace was restored. Here 
our caddie gave us some trouble, as he had 
evidently an old quarrel to settle with some 
other lad of his own age, and we had to dismiss 
him and engage another. 
A strong cross-wind made the going very 
tiring. We lost a stroke by moving the ball 
when addressing it, and then came to a high 
fence, which we hit five times before going 
through. Many troubles were now encoun- 
tered. A sliced ball pitched into a hop- 
losing a stroke. In one small, rough arable 
field we took no fewer than seven strokes, 
crossed the Tenterden and Woodchurch road, 
and, with stroke No. 561 passing Pigeon Hoo 
Farm, we entered Shirley Moor. Here, with 
the exception of losing a ball now and then in 
the network of broad ditches or in clumps 
of rushes, the going was good, and the brassie 
was brought into frequent use. Our progress 
was slow, however, owing to the dykes con- 
taining water, which were too wide to jump, 
and we frequently had to retrace our steps 
for several hundred yards in order to find the 
gateways. Consequently, instead of reaching 
Appledore at 2.30 as we intended, it was 
4.25 when, after losing a ball in the military 
canal, we put down a peg and retired to the 
village inn for a somewhat belated luncheon. 
After changing caddies, the first shot (No. 
715) after refreshments was into a ditch, and 
BALL LOST IN THE MILITARY CANAL AT APPLEDORE 
garden in which the poles were standing. 
They were too close together to allow of a 
proper swing, and the ground was rough, so 
several strokes were wasted. We were, 
however, only out of the frying-pan into the 
fire, for a niblick shot landed our ball into a 
wood, but fortunately dose to the outside, a 
good recovery being made with the next; shot. 
We then passed dose to St. Michael’s Church 
and Harbourne House, and found some good 
brassie lies in a large field of oats which had 
been quite recently rolled. As we could 
see more woods ahead, we decided to bear 
to the left and make for Inglcdon Park, which 
was reached with a good brassie shot, that 
carried the park fence, and, as this was the 
500th shot, we took an interval for refresh- 
ments. On resuming, several trees were hit, 
but the going was good. Then our course 
took us over small, rough fields and into a 
lump of poles, where we had to lift and drop, 
718 into the canal ; but the umpire’s un- 
pleasant remarks about the effect of the 
luncheon were treated with contempt. After 
much trouble with rushes and ditches we got 
on to the road, and promptly hit a house, 
the ball rebounding into the road. We then 
decided to make for Appledore Station, and 
on arriving there the ball hit the Railway 
Hotel at the 785th stroke. Here we took 
tea at 5.50, and then putted over the railway- 
crossing, having first hit the gate and bounced 
on to the rails. As we were well within our 
number of strokes we kept to the road for 
some distance, and then struck off to the right, 
through oats, beans, and pasture. No. 842 
was lost in a wide dyke, and, as 844 shared 
the same fate, we decided to halt for the night, 
as the dyke was too wide to jump. Having 
driven our peg, we started to walk to Brook- 
land Station, and fortunately caught a train 
to Lydd, where we spent the second night. 
